When the spring breeze passed by and blew every strand of her hair, Shen Yun remembered a sentence: My heartbeat is as shocking as yesterday's pain. But for her, the pain was like yesterday's shocking heartbeat. She opened her arms and looked up at the blue sky, feeling the freedom of her body's rapid descent.
Before her life came to an end, she seemed to see Shu Yanlang's ferocious torn face, and seemed to hear his heart-rending roar.
Shu Yanlang, are you sad? What are you sad about?
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